i really dig tom robbins. i'm currently reading 'jitterbug perfume' which i picked up at a book exchange in a hostel in argentina.

our individuality is all, all, that we have. there are those who barter it for security, those who repress it for what they believe is the betterment of the whole society, but blessed in the twinkle of the morning star is the one who nurtures it and rides it, in grace and love and wit, from peculiar station to peculiar station along life's bittersweet route. - jitterbug perfume

life, death and goofiness. all serious writers write about life and death. and so do i. but they ignore the goofiness. and goofiness is 60% to 70% of our lives.

well, i believe life is a zen koan, that is, an unsolvable riddle. but the contemplation of that riddle - even though it cannot be solved - is, in itself, transformative. and if the contemplation is of high enough quality, you can merge with the divine.